These local streams are not the same,

And foreign flows tend lonely fare.

But every time I speak to you

I always leave at worse for ware.

You’ll never leave me sad and tame.

But I am happy just the same.

I’m sure you see this lad is lame.

And even though I see you through

You’ll never see me sad and blue.

The day we met, you laughed at me.

But care me not, I sat and stared.

And even though I’m black and blue

And even though I haven’t fared,

I’m floating on your gentle sea.

I know you think we’ll never be

But, care me not, I’ll hold you, true,

We’ll live in minutes, brief they stay.

Forever time, our life will brew,

For waiting time is steeping tea.

For yesterday, I was alone,

But time has passed, a blink for some

But then you sat, and life did stop.

Your winding wind, it made me hop,

And words about you, we collide.